Battle to the Death
Vincent's breaths came in short gasps, his body a mess of broken bones and internal damage. The throbbing pain was unbearable, even for a man of his caliber. His healing abilities were trying to repair the damage, but it was a futile effort at this point.
He was on the verge of giving up, but a sudden surge of anger jolted him awake.
"This damn beast!" He seethed with anger, refusing to accept defeat so easily. He wouldn't allow this unknown creature to defeat him in such a humiliating manner. Was this the fruit of all his effort? He had worked so hard to become stronger, and this was just the first step.
All of his emotions erupted like a volcano, and he could feel something inside him awaken. It absorbed all of his frustration and released it in one go, empowering him with a new sense of strength.